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Immortal Master Chapter 44 Migratory Locusts

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    "The Story of Immortal Cultivation in the Infinite World", please collect, click, and recommend Zheng Youmeng was happy in his heart. Naturally, he did not dare to be so ignorant and said quickly: "How dare you, a villain, to compare with Shangfu? If you can have 30% of the shares, you are already satisfied!  "Wen Fei smiled slightly and said: "That's 30%! But this machine must be made as soon as possible, and we must not be stingy with the craftsmen." Zheng Youmeng nodded repeatedly.  I thought in my heart that our Zheng family could catch up with Shangfu this time. It was like a gathering of virtuous virtues in ten lifetimes. From now on, our Zheng family will be completely prosperous.  This time, major merchants in the border areas jointly invested money to work in the grasslands beyond the Great Wall.  It was a very hard journey, but many people didn¡¯t dare to come, but Zheng Youmeng took over this most dangerous and difficult task, and now he is finally rewarded!  In fact, the Zheng family is indeed very virtuous, which made Master Wen's heart flutter.  He said this method.  You must know that Zheng Youmeng swore in grief and indignation at that time.  Wen Fei took a special look at his Qi, and saw that there was a cloud of Yin De on top of his head, which meant that not only this person, but also the entire family had deep roots and accumulated good deeds. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????, can be known that his products should be as genuine as he said.  "The grassland is rich and the products are abundant." Wen Fei said with a slight smile: "Since Shopkeeper Zheng has come with the army, he must not go back empty-handed. He must always bring some products back. There are people in our army who come from various tribes on the North Sea as tribute.  Give the property to Shopkeeper Zheng!" Zheng Youmeng immediately handed over his hand and said, "Thank you very much, Father Shang, but this labor force was not given by my family. I will naturally take it back to the Song Dynasty and distribute it to each family.  Everyone knows about Father Shang¡¯s grace!¡± Wen Fei¡¯s eyes lit up again, and he realized that Zheng Youmeng was a good person.  He smiled and said: "Very good!" Carloads of precious furs, carpets, camel hair, goat skin, chinchilla skin, lynx skin, deer antlers, Cistanche deserticola, Codonopsis pilosula, wolfberry, astragalus, black fungus, nostoc, deer  Fetuses, musk, bear bile, otters, marmot skins, silverware These are the offerings offered by various grassland tribes along the way, and there are more and more of them.  There were dozens of large cars piled up.  Even Zheng Youmeng was stunned when he saw it. As long as these things are shipped back, it can be said that they are even many times more valuable than the things produced by merchants like them.  Father Shang is so generous, I am really grateful!  Even Zheng Youmeng never thought that this prairie was far richer than he imagined.  "Yes. Father Shang!" Zheng Youmeng suddenly remembered something and felt it was quite important.  He said to Heavenly Master Wen Da: "Now locusts are flying again in the north. As I went out of the fortress, I saw migratory locusts in Shuofang and other places!" "Military locusts?" The Shuofang mentioned by Zheng Youmeng generally refers to the land of Inner Mongolia in later generations.  And this Mobei is probably Outer Mongolia.  This is the name Master Wen gave to this newly conquered land, and it is marked on the map.  Although this land.  Generally speaking, they all belong to the territory of the Khitan Shangjing Road.  The land of Liao Kingdom is vast, stretching thousands of miles across.  Especially a Shangjing Dao might be bigger than the entire Song Dynasty.  ??Almost from Heilongjiang in later generations to the west of the Altai Mountains, Inner and Inner Mongolia, and part of Liaodong, all the way to the Western Regions.  "The scale of the migratory locusts is so large? They have actually flown out of the Great Wall?" Heavenly Master Wen Da was a little surprised.  He was originally planning to go directly to Liaodong, at this time.  But he had to go back to Song Dynasty first.  "Yes, the villains left the fortress from Ganlong and other places. All along the way, they saw locusts forming!" Heavenly Master Wen Da took a deep breath, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  Imanada Rotu looked quite embarrassed. He looked thin, pale and weak.  After he was hit by Heavenly Master Wen Da's move that day, he never expected that his injuries would not heal after so long.  Instead, it became more serious.  This made Imana Darotu even more horrified. Without any hesitation, he took his tribe and fled the location.  They migrated all the way and suffered as much as they could.  This civilization has already evolved to the point where it is half farming and half pastoral.  Even Imana Darotu and Hoko Arotu's men have built cities that can accommodate tens of thousands of people.  "I'm afraid there won't be such a large-scale and long-term migration force in hundreds of years, almost in just over a month."  The tribe's population dropped by 30%.  No wonder that after our ancestors settled down, they were no longer willing to move lightly.  But there is no other way, they have to find the legendary golden country.  Others don¡¯t know it, only the Sun God of Hokoarotu.  ??Only Imanada Rotu, the night god, knows.  They were originally a tribe from the Kingdom of Gold, but they migrated out and ended up where they are now.  It is said that in fact, every generation of the Sun God and the Night God have discovered that their power will become weaker and weaker with each generation.  Rumor has it that this is the reason why they left their holy land, the Lake of Gold.  Only by sacrificing in the Golden Lake again and drinking the water of the Golden Lake can they restore their strength to its peak.  Although there have always been such rumors at that time, the sun god and night god in the past generations have never returned.  The journey is long and full of dangers.  Secondly, in this place, they are already invincible, enough to rule hundreds of thousands of people in the entire civilization, and they don't need any more powerful power.  Therefore, despite this saying that has been circulated among the Sun God and the Night God for hundreds of years.  This is the first time that Dark Night God wants to return to the Lake of Gold.  Even if he hadn't been easily defeated by Master Wen this time, he wouldn't have been able to make this determination.  "Tezcapolipoca, I want to thank you. Without you, I definitely wouldn't have been able to make this decision. Return to the Lake of Gold. Don't worry, I will come back when I have regained the power of the first-generation Night God during my heyday.  Thank you!¡± Facing the direction of the Shanmar volcano, Imanadarotu smiled cruelly.  Hatred is his greatest strength until now.  However, before the cruel smile fell on his face, he heard the sound of drums.  Then there were several screams, and several warriors from the Night God's tribe turned black all over, rolled up and fell to the ground, convulsing continuously.  "Damn it, here we go again!" Imanadarotu roared, throwing the spear in his hand at the crown of a big tree.  The gun was like a shooting star, shooting deeply into the tree crown.  Then a scream was heard.  A red-spotted tribesman was pierced through the chest by a spear and fell down.  I don¡¯t know when, they have been decorated by these monkey-like guys.  These guys are elusive and often appear from incredible places to sneak up on them.  What¡¯s worse, these guys have a poisonous dart.  A blow dart as thin as a hair can kill a strong and heroic warrior, and the death is also horrific.  These little monkey-like guys even separated the heads of these warriors.  The next time they saw it, the head had dried and shrunk, turning into a trophy hanging around their necks.  This is a huge blow to the morale of the Dark Night God's warriors. Everyone shudders when they think that their heads will look like this after death.  It is said that these guys also eat human flesh.  They must all be devils, and Master Wen who ordered them is naturally the devil among devils, and can be said to be the devil king.  Imana Darotu was so filled with hatred that if those Red Spot tribe members dared to stand in front of him, he would definitely kill them all.  But these guys are too cunning. They always make sneak attacks and refuse to fight them head-on.  Sure enough, after a Red Spot tribesman was killed, the other Red Spot tribe warriors retreated in a roar.  He didn't even care about the corpses of his own people.  Imana Darotu walked over with a livid face.  He personally killed two warriors who were hit by poisonous arrows, but no one could save them. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mbOUT out this poisonous arrow, will continue to wail and convulse.  It will not die completely until the whole body twitches, and finally the head and feet connect and bend like a prawn.  In Heavenly Master Wen Da, this kind of poison has long been regarded as an opportunistic poison.  It's just obvious that this kind of toxicity is countless times more powerful than the poison that leads to the poison, that is, strychnos vomica.  Even Heavenly Master Wen almost suffered a big loss from the poisonous arrows several times. His soldiers were hit by the arrows, but it was a little too late. If there was no time for Heavenly Master Wen to save them, they would only end up dead.  And more importantly, warriors who die like this rarely have complete souls.  The severe pain has already caused people to collapse before death.  To use the words of China, when a person dies, he turns into a ghost without breathing out his breath.  It is when a person dies that he has strong beliefs, feelings, hatreds, and all kinds of things that make people feel unwilling.  Only those who have died in this way can have a soul if they are supported by strong thoughts.  Ordinary people linger on the sick bed. Before they die, they are already old and confused, and their souls slowly leave the body.  Not to mention the guy who died in such pain, his spirit had already collapsed before death, and he didn't even have the chance to be a ghost.  Imana Darotu only vaguely knew this truth and gritted his teeth with hatred.  But there is nothing we can do with these guys.  Along the way, almost half of the lost population was caused by these red-spotted tribesmen.in hands.  Now he could only grit his teeth and shout: "Keep moving forward, don't stop!" Those tribesmen had to practice Imana Darotu's orders. Although their morale was low, they had to obey the orders and move forward again.  The mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk.  There are valleys and slopes everywhere, but the scenery is extremely beautiful.  The sun shines down slantingly, penetrating the clouds and emitting a golden light.  However, no one has the intention to see such beautiful scenery, they just walk around.  Along the way, driving the sheep, the speed is even slower.
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